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C C/B
Am F Dm
We skipped the light fandango, turned cartwheels cross the floor
G G/F# Em G7 C C/B Am
I was feelin' kinda seasick, but the crowd called out for more
F Dm G Em
G7
The room was humming harder as the ceiling flew away
C C/B Am F
Dm
When we called out for another drink, the waiter brought a tray
Chorus
G13 C C/B Am F Dm
And so it wa --- as that later, as the miller told his tale
G G/F# Em G7 C F C
G7
That her face at first just ghostly, turned a whiter shade of pale
She said there is no reason, and the truth is plain to see
As I wandered thru my playing cards, and would not let her be
One of sixteen Vestal Virgins, who were leaving for the coast
And although my eyes were opened, they might just as well be closed
Chorus